Épisode Preuve à Vegas S02E08 - Las Vegas Saison 2

[Scene: Junk Yard. Madeline has her gun pointed at Jordan. Woody has his gun pointed at Madeline.]

MADELINE: Put down your gun. I mean it. JORDAN: Uh, Woody. MADELINE: Now! WOODY: Madeline, stay calm. We don't want to hurt you, all right? DANNY: Hey, nobody's gonna do anything. Just put the gun down. MADELINE: Back away. I don't wanna hear you talk. Put down the gun. I said put the gun down!
(There's a gunshot. Jordan knocks the gun out of Madeline's hands. Madeline runs away. More shots are heard. Danny picks up the gun.)
WOODY: (to Jordan) Are you okay? JORDAN: Yeah. WOODY: Are you okay? JORDAN: Yes! (Woody runs off.) DANNY: (to Woody) I'll cover you. (Shots are fired at them. Woody and Danny shoot back. Madeline gets in a car and drives off. They shoot at the car.) How do you like Vegas so far? JORDAN: Kind of reminds me of home.

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[Scene: Junk Yard. Jordan, Woody, Danny and Detective Luis are there.]

LUIS: Besides being out of your jurisdiction and illegally discharging weapons, you're interfering with my case. WOODY: First of all, my gun is registered. Second of all, your case? LUIS: Yes, my case. In case you haven't noticed you're in Vegas, not Boston. JORDAN: Detective Perez, we're just trying to preserve the chain if evidence in a murder investigation. LUIS: A murder that took place in Vegas makes it my jurisdiction. WOODY: He died in Boston. He's ours. DANNY: No, no, we've been following Tommy O'Brien for weeks. WOODY: Yeah, I remember that little story. You never explained why. LUIS: Because of his propensity to take his winnings in cash. DANNY: That's why we marked it. JORDAN: Excuse my ignorance about all things Vegas but is cash no longer considered a legitimate form of currency here? DANNY: In casinos they don't like to pay out more than 10 grand in cash. It's a paperwork and IRS thing. LUIS: I'm putting out an APB on Madeline Pillsbury. Our suspect's no longer just a suspect, she's a target.
(Luis walks away.)
WOODY: Is it always this hot here?

[Scene: Casino. Jordan, Woody, Danny and Mike are walking towards the bar.]

DANNY: Yeah, why would she steal all that money? She's Tommy's wife. She's probably entitled to it anyway. JORDAN: Unless she knew that sooner or later we'd figure out she killed him. WOODY: Maybe the money belongs to somebody else? Tommy could've been gambling on somebody else's dime and got greedy. JORDAN: Which would explain why she's here in Vegas, to pay him off. DANNY: But if she's bringing the money back to pay somebody off, why was he shooting at her? JORDAN: She wanted to get rid of the only witness, maybe keep the money for herself? I don't know. WOODY: Maybe he wasn't shooting at her, maybe he was shooting at one of us. DANNY: You guys haven't been in Vegas long enough to piss anybody off. MIKE: Well, maybe it was Colonel Mustard with the candlestick in the kitchen? I mean, come on, guys, this is pretty ridiculous. Even by Vegas standards. A whale Sam pulls from Caesar's, dies on a Montecito jet in Boston with 3 million dollars handcuffed to his wrist. Danny and Sam are accused of murder. Obviously they didn't do it. It turns out to be the dead guy's wife who poisoned him with laced cocaine. She goes to Boston, steals the 3 million dollars that legally belongs to her and she comes back to Vegas with poisoned cookies? JORDAN: Chocolate chip. MIKE: Poisoned chocolate chip cookies, the 3 million dollars and a loaded gun. Which she doesn't use because someone is shooting at her, or you two, or Danny.
(Ed walks up to them.)
ED: Hey, boys. Listen, send out that Madeline's picture. I want to get some of the guys out there to circulate them by hand. DANNY: (to Jordan and Woody) Just so you know, this town has more cameras per capita than anywhere else in the world. ED: Please. DANNY: Someone's always watching.
(Danny and Mike walk away.)
WOODY: I'll make sure not to scratch myself or pick my nose. JORDAN: Yeah, good luck. ED: Anyway, if this Madeline shows up anywhere, shopping centre, casino, anywhere. We'll be the first to know. JORDAN: Great, thanks. WOODY: All right, well, I think being shot at allows us a break. I'm gonna go try my luck in the casino. How about it, Jordan? JORDAN: No, thanks. I'm actually gonna go check out the pool. I hear it's topless. WOODY: Whatever turns you on.
(Woody walks away. Ed sees his wife near by. He hides behind Jordan.)
ED: Oh, god. I'm sorry, now don't scream, it's just me. JORDAN: Yeah. ED: It's my wife. Um, you just gotta hide me one second. JORDAN: Okay. ED: And... Okay. (He runs off.) JORDAN: This place is just weird.

[Scene: Casino. Jordan is feeling around the coin tray of a slot machine. Sam walks up to her.]

SAM: You're not gonna keep wearing that, are you? JORDAN: What's wrong? It's all I've got. SAM: I'm sure it's very nice in Boston but it just doesn't work in Vegas. JORDAN: So I should just go naked? SAM: Naked works in Vegas.

[Cut to Woody. He's playing Blackjack. Nessa is standing beside him.]

WOODY: Bust, bust, bust. No. No. How do you do it? 21 every time. Come on. I'm broke, I'm tapped. Oh, hey, Sam. SAM: Hey. WOODY: Do you think I could get a line of credit? SAM: Absolutely. WOODY: Great. Because I am one hand away from my biggest lucky streak. NESSA: No. SAM: Ness... NESSA: I've never seen anyone lose so fast. He's lost every hand he's played. WOODY: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't be so negative. It just means I'm due. SAM: I think the man knows what he's talking about. Please give him his line of credit. NESSA: I think the man's gone a little Vegas crazy but don't mind me.
(Jordan walks up to them.)
JORDAN: Did you just ask for a line of credit? WOODY: Jordan, go away. JORDAN: You know, I can hold some of these for you. WOODY: Jordan, stop. Go away, okay? SAM: You heard. Go away, Jordan. WOODY: Let it ride. SAM: Yes. WOODY: Here we go. 10. Nice high card, that's a good start. Here we go. High card, high card, come on. 20. Stay. Luck be a lady. Here we go. Okay. Bust. Get out of here. Bust. (The dealer gets 21.) No, no, no, no, no. SAM: Easy come, easy go. JORDAN: You actually enjoy taking people's money, don't you? SAM: I'd really enjoy taking your money. NESSA: Maybe you should try a different game. WOODY: Yes, that is a great idea. That is a terrific idea. SAM: Yes.
(Jordan grabs Woody.)
JORDAN: Wait, wait, why don't we check out the pool? It's topless. WOODY: Jordan, stop touching me, okay? I'm beginning to think bad luck. SAM: I'm going to have to agree with him, Jordan. How much money do you have left, sweetie? WOODY: I have $5. SAM: Perfect.

[Time lapse. They are standing in front of a big spinning wheel. Jordan grabs Woody by his shirt collar.]

JORDAN: This is exactly what they want you to do, Woody. WOODY: Jordan, stop, okay? Stop. I'm gonna win. I have to. (He spins the wheel. It lands on "Viper". Alarms go off.) I just won? what'd I just win? SAM: You just won the Viper. WOODY: I won this car? SAM: This one. WOODY: I won this Viper? Boo-yeah! Woo! Yeah! (He kisses Jordan and Sam on the cheek.) I just won this car! I just won this car! Who's your daddy? JORDAN: (to Sam) You arranged for that to happen, didn't you? SAM: That would be against the law. WOODY: I love Vegas! What other games can we play? (Woody gets in the Viper.) SAM: Well, with this car's collateral, I can give you up to $100,000 in credit and then we can play whatever game you like. JORDAN: Woody, for the love of god. Quit while you're ahead. SAM: Don't listen to her, she's bad luck, remember? (A man walks up to Sam.) MAN: We have the clothes. SAM: Good, take her away. WOODY: You know what, Jordan? I think my Vegas lucky streak has just begun. I'm gonna take that credit. SAM: That's my boy. (The man drags Jordan away.) JORDAN: Woody. WOODY: You know what? Please don't call me Woody anymore. Please refer to me as "The Wood Man".

[Scene: Surveillance Room. Danny and Mike are looking at surveillance footage on the monitors.]

MIKE: Tommy O'Brien. Dead guy from Boston. Man, sure is going into and out of a lot of suites. DANNY: That blonde he's with is definitely not his wife. MIKE: You know what they say. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. DANNY: And apparently dies in Boston. Are any of them his suite? MIKE: No. DANNY: Pull the names from the guest register for the suite's Tommy and this blonde girl visited. MIKE: They're all registered to a Ronnie Sugar. DANNY: Anyone else entering or exiting the suites? MIKE: Three other couples. All whales and their wives. Except for this old dude. I'm running a facial on him now. (Ed walks in.) ED: The old dude's Ronnie Sugar. DANNY: You know him? ED: He's a Vegas mob hold over. MIKE: Ronnie's booked another suite for tonight. DANNY: We better find out what's going on. ED: This guy's the kind of guy that don't give up anything unless he has to, you know. DANNY: Well, maybe you should talk to him. In your uniquely charming way. ED: I don't think we're ready for that just yet. But we've gotta find out what's going on. DANNY: Then one of us needs to get in that room. MIKE: How are we gonna do that? (Jordan walks in wearing a low-cut top and a skirt. Her hair is straightened.) JORDAN: Hey, guys. What've we got? ED: Well, here's an idea. Miss Jordan. JORDAN: What?

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[Scene: Jordan and Danny are walking down a hallway.]

DANNY: Be cool. JORDAN: I don't have to do anything twisted though, do I? DANNY: Just do what I tell you. (They stop at a door and Danny knocks. Ronnie opens it.) RONNIE: What can I do for you? DANNY: Steve Crandell. This is... RONNIE: Your wife, yeah. JORDAN: Sherry. DANNY: Crandell. RONNIE: Very nice. Who sent you? DANNY: Tommy O'Brien. RONNIE: 5 G's in advance. (Danny hands him some money.) Okay, good. Come in. Good luck to you. (They walk inside. There are two other couples sitting around a poker table.) DANNY: Steve. Sherry. How are you? (Jordan, Danny and Ronnie sit around the table.) RONNIE: Five card draw, nothing wild. Who's puttin' up the pup? MAN: The new guy will. RONNIE: Is that okay with you? DANNY: Absolutely. RONNIE: All right, let's play. (He deals the cards.) You gotta take off your blouse, honey. (Jordan gives him a look.) DANNY: Come on, take it off. Show us your pair of queens. (They all chuckle. Jordan takes off her top but still has a singlet top on. She puts it in the middle of the table.) RONNIE: All right, 5 card draw. Nothing wild except you guys. MAN: Give me 3 of those. (Jordan puts her arm around Danny and leans in close to him.) JORDAN: (whispers) If you lose this hand I swear, (she kisses him on the cheek) I will kill you slowly. DANNY: (to Ronnie) Give me one. RONNIE: All right, let's see them. MAN: Three of a kind. JORDAN: Wow. That's a hell of a hand. DANNY: Straight. Queen high. Read 'em and weep. RONNIE: You know, it's not good form to take what you brought in. DANNY: Hey, what can I say. I hate to lose. (Jordan and Danny stands up.) Besides, the old ball and chain's still smoking hot. (He slaps Jordan on the butt.) Nasty in the sack. Nasty. MAN: Ride 'em, cowboy. (Ronnie opens a door to a bedroom.) RONNIE: You got 30 minutes. DANNY: All right. (Jordan and Danny walk into the room. Danny closes the doors. Jordan slaps him on the butt.) Ow! What? JORDAN: Old ball and chain? DANNY: I had to make it look real. JORDAN: What the hell happened in there? DANNY: I won you. Now you're mine to do what I please for the next half hour. JORDAN: Very funny. What kind of wife in her right mind would let her husband bet her? DANNY: A bored one. People like that live for the action. (Jordan takes out a UV light which is strapped to her leg.) JORDAN: Or the evidence. DANNY: Where the hell did you pull that from? What is it? JORDAN: UV light. (She turns off the lamp and turns on the UV light. She kneels on the floor and shines the light on the carpet. Danny looks around the room and sees a tiny camera attached to a picture frame. He kneels beside Jordan and puts his arms around her.) DANNY: Baby. JORDAN: Excuse me? DANNY: (whispers) We're being watched. JORDAN: Uh, what do you suggest? DANNY: I suggest we make this look very good. Get up. Get up. (Jordan throws the UV light aside and stands up. They face each other. She kisses him.) That's good, that's good. JORDAN: Yeah, just for the record though, we're pretending. Nothing's going to happen. DANNY: Of course. JORDAN: Okay. So... (She rips Danny's shirt open.) DANNY: Hey, hey, this cost me 65 bucks. JORDAN: Sorry, sorry. What about the girl with the impressive cleavage? Isn't she gonna be jealous? DANNY: This is Vegas. You're gonna have to be more specific. JORDAN: Oh, yeah, the woman that asked you out. DANNY: Oh, Mary, yeah. We're engaged. Kind of engaged. (Danny takes off his pants. Jordan takes off her singlet top.) JORDAN: Kind of engaged? Is that like a Vegas thing? DANNY: No, it's more like a you and Woody thing. (He kisses her.) JORDAN: But we're just friends. DANNY: Yeah, right, you're just friends. (They fall onto the bed.) [Scene: Blackjack Table. Woody and Snoop Dogg are sitting at the table.] WOODY: Hit me. Oh, come on, I said small card. What is it with this guy? (Sam walks up to the table.) SAM: How's it going over here? WOODY: If I was playing 22 I'd own this town. SNOOP DOGG: I told him not to hit on a 12 with a 3 showing but he ain't listening to me either. WOODY: I was feeling lucky. SNOOP DOGG: As apposed to feeling stupid? WOODY: Watch it, Snoop, I'm a cop. SNOOP DOGG: Good. Now you can arrest yourself for some dumbass card playing. SAM: Snoop, will you excuse us for just a second? WOODY: Excuse us, I'm gonna go talk to my casino host, Samantha. Snoop, save my seat. (Woody and Sam walk away from the table.) SAM: You need to stop. WOODY: Why? SAM: Because your luck has run out. WOODY: You're secretly in love with me. Admit it. SAM: Don't you have a murder mystery to solve or... WOODY: Danny and Jordan are undercover. Ed's got somebody watching every corner of the city and I'm supervising. I'm just a little cold right now. (Woody walks away.) SAM: Welcome to the North Pole.

[Cut to Ed and Danny.]

DANNY: It's right about the time I saw the little mini fibre optic camera. ED: So Ronnie runs the games and he tapes the winners. Sells the tapes to porn. DANNY: Yeah. ED: That's double dipping so to speak. DANNY: I think it's time to charm one. ED: Yeah.

[Scene: Ronnie Sugar's Home. Ed pushes Ronnie against a wall.]

RONNIE: Geez. I forgot how charming you were. Look, Ed, Tommy's a good client of mine. He loves poker, he loves sex and he's addicted to both. ED: Well, not anymore he's not. Someone poisoned him, he's dead. RONNIE: I need a drink. Do you wanna join me? ED: Yeah, sure. Look, I'm gonna need everything you've got on Tommy. RONNIE: All I got is his cell number. I would call him whenever I found a couple who were willing to play. ED: So his wife played too? RONNIE: I didn't know he was married. He'd always bring a different hooker and she would make like she was his wife. Here. (He hands Ed a card.) ED: Local number. (He dials a number on his cell.) Danny, Danny. Yeah, look, I need you to check this number. 555-0154. Get back to me when you get the billing address and then I'll meet you there, all right? DANNY'S VOICE: Got it. (Ed hangs up.) ED: Now, I'm gonna need a videotape from last night. RONNIE: Videotape? What videotape? ED: Do not screw with me, Ronnie. RONNIE: Okay, okay. Technically it's a DVD, all right? DVD. I'll get it for you. Relax.

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[Scene: Ed and Danny pull up outside the cell phone's billing address.]
 
DANNY: Tell me why a guy from Boston has his phone bill sent to a place in Henderson? ED: No idea. (Ed's phone rings.) Yeah? JILLIAN'S VOICE: Eddie, we have a major problem. ED: Jillian, I'm busy right now, okay? (He hangs up.) DANNY: You guys okay? ED: Yeah, yeah, I just like to separate home from business, you know? Don't get me wrong, I love Jillian, but 24/7. I don't know. (They walk to the front door and ring the doorbell. A woman answers the door.) Hi. Is this Tommy O'Brien's residence? ANN: No. (Danny holds up a photo.) DANNY: Do you recognise this guy? ANN: Yeah, that's Kevin. He's away on business. DANNY: Kevin? ANN: Kevin Wylie. My husband.

[Scene: Montecito. Conference Room. Danny, Mike, Luis and Ann are there.]

ANN: So the reason he was going to Boston all the time on business... LUIS: Was because he had a second wife. ANN: And when he was in town he...? MIKE: Slept with multiple sex partners that he won in swingers poker games. DANNY: He also bought a hooker who posed as his wife to the games. ANN: And he was rich? MIKE: Three million dollars worth.

[Scene: Ed's Office. Ed, Danny and Mike are there.]

MIKE: Hey, Luis just gave us the ballistics report on the bullets fired at the junkyard. 380 calibre fired from a vintage weapon. (The weapon shows up on the screen.) ED: It's an HK4. MIKE: How'd you know that? ED: The markings left by the extractor. DANNY: What, you didn't know that? ED: I was responsible for moving a shipment, money was coming through Vegas and Ronnie Sugar helped me with the deal.

[Scene: Ronnie Sugar's House. Police knock down the front door.]

LUIS: Ronnie Sugar! (The police and Luis search the house.) DANNY: Talk about living in the past. ED: Yeah, that's what happens when the present leaves you behind. DANNY: This guy's got photos of himself with half the population of Sing Sing. So you think he's innocent? ED: I'll tell you what, he was half a wise guy on a good day. He made a career of showing up after the last bullet was fired. LUIS: Ed! (They walk outside and find Ronnie's body floating in the pool.) DANNY: Looks like he showed up early this time.

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[Scene: Casino. Jordan and Mike are walking through the casino.]

MIKE: He didn't drown? JORDAN: No fluid in his lungs. This guy was dead before he belly-flopped into the pool. MIKE: Let me guess. Poisoned cookies in the stomach? JORDAN: Enough sodium fluoroacetate in his system to kill every retired mobster in Clark County. MIKE: My mum always said you shouldn't swim after you eat. JORDAN: Bruises on his mandible and ---. MIKE: Which means someone force-fed him the cookies. JORDAN: Yeah, not bad. Death by cookie. That's a new one, even for me. MIKE: That's Vegas, darling.

[Cut to Woody at a Blackjack Table. He is covering his face with his hands.]

SAM: Woody, if you don't stop gambling, I'm gonna break your legs. WOODY: You people still do that here? SAM: The casino doesn't but I still enjoy it. Listen... WOODY: You just want to get me alone, don't you? SAM: Be a good cop. Go upstairs, solve a murder, come back down. Okay, here's the trick. Don't gamble when you're feeling lucky, gamble when you're feeling really lucky. WOODY: Really lucky. (He grabs his chips and walks away.)

[Scene: Conference Room. Danny, Mike and Luis walk in.]

LUIS: So you've figured everything out? MIKE: Yeah, it actually wasn't that hard. DANNY: Man, you're starting to get on my nerves. MIKE: So, Ronnie runs a swingers poker game of which he takes 20% commission. He also videotapes the winners so he can dabble in mail order porn and blackmail, which is what he does to Tommy O'Brien. Who carries multiple ID's and a tonne of cash because he's married to multiple women. One of whom is Madeline Pillsbury, who also has multiple ID's because she's a con-artist, a thief and word she stands to lose millions if Tommy dies and her marriage is ruled illegal because Tommy is already married to Ann Wiley. So Madeline flies to Vegas, poisons her husband, steals his money back in Boston, promptly returns to Vegas to lure Ronnie into a junkyard in order to finish him because Ronnie knows about both wives. But you all showed up. And Ronnie, armed with a gun, opens fire hoping to kill Madeline, who escapes in the melee, only to return to Ronnie's house and force-feed him those dreaded poisonous chocolate chip cookies until he dies. DANNY: Looks like an etch-a-sketch on USA to me. LUIS: It still doesn't explain why Madeline would bake poison cookies if she intended on shooting Ronnie. DANNY: Yeah, and how would Madeline know that Ronnie had guns in his house? LUIS: Why would Ronnie think of taking a gun into the junkyard if he's never used one before? MIKE: He... Okay, maybe it was Professor Plum with the wrench in the billiard room. MITCH: Hey. Security from the fashion centre just sent over photos of your suspect. (They walk into the surveillance room. Woody is there counting his chips.) MIKE: Fashion Centre reported Madeline on 6 different cameras. DANNY: It was too dark to identify the second person so we used a facial recognition program to extract any irrelevant shadows. (Jordan walks in. Woody looks her up and down.) LUIS: Hey, Mitch. When were these taken? MITCH: Uh, 3 days ago. MIKE: The computers plot out the dimensions, colours and textures of each photo, then stitch together the images into a 3 dimensional quilt. WOODY: (to Jordan) Now we know what to get Nigel for Christmas. MIKE: Entering into 3D. (Madeline shows up on the screen.) DANNY: So Madeline stole the weapon. JORDAN: Now who does she hand it to? DANNY: Ann Wylie. LUIS: She lied to us. She knew about Madeline. WOODY: Which would make her the person shooting at us at the junkyard. JORDAN: She and Madeline must have planned the whole thing. DANNY: And I'll bet neither one of them was his first wife. JORDAN: Which means neither of them is entitled to his money. You know what? I think we just solved this case. DANNY: Was it as good for you as it was for me? JORDAN: Maybe better. (They hug.)

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[Scene: Ann Wylie's House. Luis kicks open the door. Two officers and Danny and Mike walk in.]

LUIS: Over there. Upstairs. DANNY: Nice kick. LUIS: You've got 5 minutes, guys. DANNY: Thank you. (They look around the house.) MIKE: Looks like somebody left in a hurry. DANNY: I'm guessing they took the 3 million with them as well. (Danny picks up an envelope off the floor.) VGTCYB. MIKE: VGT is the airport code for... DANNY: North Las Vegas International. (Danny dials his cell.) MIKE: Oh, I just thought you might've thought it was a password or something. DANNY: No, no. (on phone) Ed, it's Danny. Listen, I need a flight artinery for all private jets headed out of the North Las Vegas airport to... DANNY, MIKE: Gerrard Smith International. MIKE: You knew that too. DANNY: Yeah. Okay. (He hangs up.) You know, Mike, you're not the only one that knows CYB is the Grand Cayman. MIKE: Did you also know that it was a popular destination for whales? DANNY: For whales that are ---. Two murder suspects are probably headed there right now to make a deposit. MIKE: You know, you're a lot smarter than you look. DANNY: Smart like a fox. [Scene: Airport. Madeline and Ann head for a private jet. Danny sticks his head out from the pilot's seat.] DANNY: So where we going? (They turn and run. Jordan, Woody, Mike and Luis block their way.) LUIS: Hold it right there. JORDAN: We'll pass on the cookies.

[Scene: Montecito. Snoop Dogg is shooting his video there. Everyone is around him dancing.]

JORDAN: I know, it's amazing. Hey, man, look, I wanna thank you for all your help. DANNY: And I wanna thank you. JORDAN: You know, you're not such a bad guy for a murder suspect. DANNY: Well, you're not so bad for a mortician. JORDAN: I try. (She kisses him on the cheek.) DANNY: All right, travel safe. JORDAN: I will. DANNY: Travel safe.

[Cut to Woody and Sam.]

WOODY: Samantha, Samantha. So what's the damage? How much do I finally owe? SAM: Well, you signed markers for 93 grand. WOODY: 93 grand? SAM: 93 grand. WOODY: Really? SAM: Really. (He pulls some chips out of his pocket.) WOODY: Sadly I think I'm short, like, 73 grand. (She holds out her hand.) What? SAM: Woody. WOODY: No. SAM: Woody. WOODY: No, Sam, please, no. SAM: It'll cover it. WOODY: Please, let me keep the Viper. (He pulls the keys out of his pocket and hands them to her.) SAM: You do realise the IRS are going to want the taxes on the car? WOODY: Great, so I'm gonna have to work 2 months of over time to pay for a car I will never drive. SAM: I'll see you later. (She starts to leave.) WOODY: Whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm not leaving Vegas empty handed. (He kisses her.) Er... (She kisses him.) So, um, I guess I'll be seeing you... SAM: Whatever. (She walks away. Woody walks over to Jordan who is dancing and kisses her on the cheek. He motions that it's time to go but she stays.) WOODY: Jordan, let's go. (They leave.)

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